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Sophie stood at the foot of what was once the Parliament House as smoke rose from its hulking remains. She opened her lungs to the smell of charred wood, asphalt, and flesh and grinned.

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Child. You live in a country absolutely lousy with dragons. Here is one biting Steve Irwin.

The expression on her face is the exact expression you get when someone starts sticking their finger in your butt juuust a little and you're surprised but a little confused and trying to decide if you should go with it or make them stop immediately.

We recently read a book by a man in my book club that was pretty light and fluffy and didn't really resonate with me (it read exactly like chick lit, and was entertaining but not life-changing), and when I went to review it on Goodreads I was bowled over by the number of reviews by men who were furious that the book

I've never been a fan of chick lit stuff, but I've started to wonder if that's because its really because its bad or because I've internally coded things as "female" and therefore trite and silly.

Werner was always a lighter Anna Maxted for me. No offense to her . I found her stories entertaining, just missing weight. (No pun intended)

This is really all over the place. It seems like you're close to making an interesting point, but it gets lost in what is a really disorganized and rambling article.

It's not just attractive people posting in the Rate Me subs or in Gone Wild, it's ANY time a picture is posted of ANY woman, whether she's conventionally attractive. You see it on all of the main subs. Any time a woman posts a picture of herself with her cute animal, for instance, "she's doing it for attention," "I

Considering your lengthy Jezebel commenting history, this particular comment is hilariously hypocritical.

The phrase on that shirt was actually coined by me on my Twitter, then stolen by this site. The site steals a LOT of feminist Twitter/Tumblr stuff, so please, do not buy anything from them.

I had mixed feelings on this piece, mostly because I am one of those women who has had to change her entire perspective on life just to survive on the Internet. I've come up with the million little threads in one giant encompassing web that allow me to process and cope with the harassment I face every day. I work as a

co-signed. which is why this is one of my favorite shirts.

Thank you so much for legitimizing this problem. When the MRAs came after me a few years ago (I had never heard of an MRA or any of their world view) I was harassed and threatened to the point I moved. Like, I live in a different house now. The police took their reports, but it felt like I was complaining about an

Every one of my coworkers is on the Paleo diet. At least a dozen of them will lecture you on its benefits if you stop to talk to them in the hallways. Mysteriously, however, despite their zeal, leftover boxes of candies and holiday cookies left out in kitchen areas are magically emptying. Perhaps tiny unicorns are

This makes me so infuriatingly angry that I just want to destroy anything I can to release my fury.

I find it funny the number of trolls insisting that you can anonymously report rape and get men in trouble for it. How the hell could that work in reality? And like the MRAs that filled the system with false reports, couldn't these misguided men also falsely report women? But, of course, the system is designed to only

Yeah, that husband really gets around.

includes profiles of a mother who lost her son in the army and took up Karate again as a way to remember him, a breast cancer survivor who changed her health habits after she found out her husband was cheating on her with the neighbor's babysitter and a young woman whose leg had to be amputated after a car accident

This chick is painfully boring. She reminds me of all the girls who wore Uggs and North Face in college and and are now *fashionistas* with PR jobs.

That first video is so fucking brilliant.